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I attempted to shake away my uneasiness. I cast one more look around our cage. Besides us, the room was completely bare.
“Well?” The man’s furious voice snapped, prompting me to answer his question. “How are you still alive?”
My eyesight once more disappeared as my mask's eye slits were covered. "I don't know," I whispered to the man's impossible question.
— Jun 21, 2025 09:03PM
“Well?” The man’s furious voice snapped, prompting me to answer his question. “How are you still alive?”
My eyesight once more disappeared as my mask's eye slits were covered. "I don't know," I whispered to the man's impossible question.
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A door behind him opened.
“Now, now, now,” the voice leaked venom onto the remaining hope Raven had sparked in him. “Put him back where he belongs,” they commanded.
Guards appeared at both of his sides and hauled him back to the leather chair he sat in previously. In the chair he hated, in the room he despised.
— Jun 23, 2025 12:06PM
“Now, now, now,” the voice leaked venom onto the remaining hope Raven had sparked in him. “Put him back where he belongs,” they commanded.
Guards appeared at both of his sides and hauled him back to the leather chair he sat in previously. In the chair he hated, in the room he despised.
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Enzo roared and yanked Levi’s other hand upwards, slicing Raven lightly across the bottom of her foot. The blood began to drip down the knife and slowly down Levi’s hand. Jayce caught the anguish in Levi’s eyes before he continued to heave Raven up as quickly as he could. She was approaching the ceiling, but he needed her there first if he had any chance of winning this with her much shorter reach.
— Jun 23, 2025 12:03PM
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He finally found a question that wouldn’t target the same people as before. “Never have I ever been held captive in a Government prison.”
This game had two parts. One was to show that all these contestants earned their spot here and deserved punishment. The other was to create a rift between the teams as they grew close due to the passage of time.
— Jun 23, 2025 10:38AM
This game had two parts. One was to show that all these contestants earned their spot here and deserved punishment. The other was to create a rift between the teams as they grew close due to the passage of time.
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I bet they’re gonna widel Dow the teams till there’s like 3-5 left and then break the teams and make it an everyone for themselves thing.
— Jun 22, 2025 08:17PM
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Ooooo new pov acquired. 197 is now a confirmed ml. I think Mavrick, Levi, Jayce, 197, and the host are the harem. Not to confident on Enzo
— Jun 22, 2025 08:05PM
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The TV screen flashed on in my room, and we both turned to it as all the other light sources, including medical equipment, were shut off.
The Host's face illuminated the screen. "I hope you rested well, my dear 20, the Sponsors have missed you."
The Host's tone was off, more so than usual. He wasn't singing, he wasn't angry, he wasn't scared. He was reading from a script.
— Jun 21, 2025 11:17PM
The Host's face illuminated the screen. "I hope you rested well, my dear 20, the Sponsors have missed you."
The Host's tone was off, more so than usual. He wasn't singing, he wasn't angry, he wasn't scared. He was reading from a script.
"I hope you saw everything you needed to see and made the decision you needed to make. Now for the rules. It's quite simple. Everyone in your cage needs to be alive at the end of thirty minutes, and you must break one thing each in your cage. Oh, and don't mess with your masks or collar." The voice took on a sinister tone. "Good luck, all!"
The cage was empty of anything except us. I knew that for a fact. I began to think in a way that would satisfy this brutal game.
I felt the cuffs around my ankles and wrists fall off and, simultaneously, the sound of the man's restraints dropping echoed in our metal tomb. Two breaths later, a clang came from both right behind me and on the other side of the room near the man. Something dropped, and I bent carefully to touch what it was. My eyes remained covered.
"I'm assuming you also received a metal mallet?" I inquired.
"Yes," the man grunted. "Give me one reason I shouldn't use it to bash your skull in, Nightingale."
Understanding dawned, it finally made sense why he was so incredibly enraged. "Because that isn't my name," I replied, knowing that wouldn't work for this, but wanting to say it at least. "My name is Raven."
"Bullshit," he practically spat the word. "Raven has been dead for years. You should have joined her by now, but here you are getting the karma you deserve."
I twisted in the direction of the man I once loved, the boy I had grown up with, and the stranger I hadn't seen in over five years.
"Twenty minutes remain," a robotic voice echoed in our cage. I knew exactly what happened if a game wasn’t finished or completed in the time frame.
We would be killed.
We were running out of time, so I said the words I was scared to say but knew were the only way to get through to him, "Dark as a Raven, bright as a Jay. No matter where you go, I will find you. All you have to say is Sparrow." I whispered the last word, the name of someone who was no longer with us.
"NO!" Horror entered Jayce's voice. "How is that possible? I saw you die; I heard your heart stop!"
My heart felt as if it were breaking all over again. "I'm not the wrongdoer here," I whispered. At least I hadn't been when he saw me last.
"Oh god." The horror turned to anguish. "How?" The word was almost a cry, a last-ditch sound of desperation.
"Not now; first, we need to figure out how to get out of here." I carefully heaved the mallet into my hands, testing its weight.
Break something in a cage with just our bodies and metal mallets. The first test aimed more at emotion and overcoming the need for revenge than a real puzzle.
"We need to break something," I stated in a dull voice, adjusting my grip on the weapon in my hands.
"I know," he gritted out. "But there isn't anything breakable in here; even the handcuffs appear to be made of some sort of reinforced metal. I can try to break them, but it might cause our whole cage to shake and send us tumbling. "
"Ten minutes remain," the mechanized voice came from above.
"We are in this room," I stated matter-of-factly, “and we have breakable bones.” I placed the mallet on my pinky toe, hoping the size of the broken item wouldn't cause an issue.
"Whatever you think you are doing, don't do it!"
I did my best to separate the toe from the others; I lifted the mallet as high as possible, hoping to break it in one go.
The sound of the metal hitting my toe echoed in the small room. It caused our chamber to shake, but not enough for alarm. The pain was instant and searing; I did my best to block it out and spoke as calmly as I could manage. "I broke my pinky toe. If you can get to me, you can break my other, or-"
I heard rustling, and then, his mallet landed with the same sickening noise.
"You have successfully passed the first test. You are now safe to move around until the time remaining is up," the voice echoed around the room, and once more, my sight was returned.
I studied Jayce. "I may have survived, but I am not the same Raven you used to know."
He dropped his head and finally whispered in a voice full of several emotions I couldn't quite grasp, "I'm sorry."
I leaned back against the wall behind me. "Me too." My toe throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the inner pain of being in this game with the one person I refused to watch die.